For 10 years I ran around with a group of heavy drinkers. Had a ton of fun. I needed to force myself to drink enough to "fit in" (my doing, no outside pressure). Being drunk was quite fun, however the hang-overs dam near killed me. I was envious of some of the more "natural" drinkers as they were very fun to hang out with. To me, they just seemed like cool people (I am NOT cool).

At some point I reverted back to a level of alcohol consumption that felt right to me (an ice-cold beer every once in awhile) and within a few short months I noticed a significant improvement in my well-being.

So anyway.. after reading all this crap and POOR ME bullshit branding folk as alki's or potentials..

Chances are and as Karma has it, one of those crap spewing, poor me, bullshit branding folks may be the ones who pull your head out of your own puke (or somewhere else) saving your life. But I'm just sayin.

__________________"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: Wow - what a ride!"

__________________"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: Wow - what a ride!"

My ex was a fall down drunk, she had a great career. Decided having her head stuck in a wine bottle was better.
I have less than no use for boozers, don't care what happens to them their own choice anybody who believes otherwise is a fool, nobody ever stuck a wine glass in her hand she picked them up all on her own.

Chances are and as Karma has it, one of those crap spewing, poor me, bullshit branding folks may be the ones who pull your head out of your own puke (or somewhere else) saving your life. But I'm just sayin.

Never had my face in my own puke.. nor anyone else's come to that.. nor been rescued.. apart from a swim to Spain from Gib in search of political asylum...
However... in my day I have been known to tell 'friends' I'll bite their ankles off if they come any nearer with that F**k**g Wheelbarrow...
Some folks just do not know when to leave one alone..
Just like some folk always assume people who enjoy a drink are all puking, pissing on tree's foul mouthed assholes..
The above come in 'Sober' versions as well..